Divorce Anxiety

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Samuel’s brows drew together when he heard her last name. “What’s your relationship with each other?”

Leonard’s eyes cut to him. “We don’t have one.”

Kelly’s gaze darkened noticeably. “Yeah, we’re just friends.”

Kathleen gave her a pointed look. It doesn’t look like they’re just platonic friends.

“Let’s go in, Mommy. I’m hungry.” Desiree pouted.

“All right.” Kathleen nodded. “You can put Desi down, Mr. Sullivan. She can walk on her own.”

Leonard did as told, and Desiree held Kathleen’s hand. “I want shrimp, Mommy.”

“Sure.” Kathleen smiled and led Desiree inside.

Meanwhile, Samuel glanced at Eilam and asked in a deep, affectionate voice, “Aren’t you hungry?”

“I’m a man; I can endure hunger for a bit,” Eilam answered sensibly, holding onto Samuel’s other hand.

Samuel’s gaze softened. “All right, come along. We’ll go look for Mommy and Desi.”

“Okay!” The little boy nodded enthusiastically.

Leonard smirked at Ryder. “He has a wingman. What about you?”

Ryder grunted softly and strode into the restaurant.

Then, Leonard turned toward Kelly. “You can handle your parents alone, yeah? I won’t be heading up, then.”

Her parents were here on the second floor as well.

She said, “If you don’t show up with me, I’ll be in for a tongue lashing.”

Leonard’s expression cooled. “Kelly, I think I’ve made myself very clear.”

“I’m not twisting your arm here, Leonard. This is not an indication that I like you. I wouldn’t have met you if my family hadn’t pressured me,” she asserted.

“To be clear, it’s for the best if you don’t have feelings for me. I don’t want any trouble. Please tell your parents to give up trying to matchmake both of us,” he stated matter-of-factly.

“Do you think my parents are the only ones to blame? Why don’t you

merely gave her a

you. You were a coward seven years ago, and you are worse seven years later. You’re nothing but a piece

years ago. Did someone reincarnate into her body? She used to be meek and cute, and that version of her is far

his tie and made his way

Desiree’s favorite foods onto it, and Desiree

cocked her neck to look at her son. “What would you

said to eat proteins and vegetables to grow

right, and you should drink more milk

to be as tall

course, he’s your daddy, and you’re his son. You’ll

squarely. “Mommy, I want food that will make

a plate for him and eyed Samuel’s

look and said to Leonard, “Mr. Sullivan, would you mind walking Desi and

before ushering the

didn’t want to trouble Leonard, but Samuel spoke up. “What should I

and successfully returned

and don’t know what

me. This is slavery,”

up a plate and took

and didn’t show a hint of annoyance.

anything she put in front of him, even if it

a variety

brows furrowed. “Aren’t you going to sit down and start

you.” His

It’s better to look after the kids ourselves and not bother other people. I’ll

people? Samuel’s brows rose. “Is Ryder an

him with her arms crossed across her chest. “What

thoughts don’t matter. What

moved to take her favorite

was pulled to Ryder approaching

narrowed. “Mr. Macari, are you converting

these for

cracked a smile. “Ah, Ms. Johnson, why don’t you make me a plate,

perfectly fine hands,” said Samuel. Ryder had been grating on

said, “Do it yourself, Ryder. I only did it

only I had been wounded as well.”